Silver

Chapter 41

As the wolves enter the clearing all hell breaks loose.
Half of our people rush out of the woods and attack the wolves from the sides. The rest of their pack swarms into the clearing in human form but some shift when they seethe fighting in the middle if the clearing.
The rest of our forces including me and Noah rush from our respective hiding places to attack the new intruders.
Letting out a growl I jump in the air and wrap my legs around the shoulders of the first man I meet. I use my momentum to throw him to the ground with me still on his shoulders. I snap his neck in the process and roll away from his body, my eyes already on my next target.
I feel Noah close behind me fighting, we had agreed to try to stay relatively close to each other before the waves arrived.
I duck a hard punch and use the mans momentum to swing him over my shoulder and into another one of his pack members. Both man hit the ground and are dead before they can stumble to their feet.
Moving on I go into a type I daze kicking, punching, ducking. It all blurs together until I feel a sharp pain in my side, but looking down as finding no injury I realize it must be Noah.
I focus on our connection and find his place in the clearing quite a ways from me. I send my limbs flying cutting a oath through the bodies to get to my Mate.
Noah is one hell of a fighter, even I have to admit, so I'm nervous about who or who all I will did him fighting.
I near the area where he is and my stomach drops as I see a loose ring around him and his partner. The others clearly giving the fighters plenty of room, either out of fear or respect. Maybe both.
And that can only mean nothing.
He's fighting an Alpha, and more importantly his dad.
Another sharp pain slices across my cheek and I hiss in pain and fury.
I take down the three men closest to me and break into the circle.
Noah stands wearily his arms up in a loose defensive stance. Blood soaks through his shirt from a gash in his side and blood runs down his face from a cut on his face. Alpha Clarkson is in worse shape than Noah physically but his eyes look crazed and he is fueled by the blood being shed around him.
I growl a throw my elbow back, hitting a man trying to sneak up on me crushing his nose and killing him. I then realize that the battle had slowly diminished where only around 20 of the Cold Pack members remain.
I stalk towards the two men and unfortunately Alpha Clarkson's cold eyes see me first.
The battle notice around me dies down as I zero in on the alpha sending me a menacing smile before lunging at Noah.
I scream as he lands a solid hit to Noah's jaw, causing his head to snap to the side.
Before Noah can recover his father grabs his head and slams it down onto him knee so hard I have to grasp my head and pause in my charge towards them. Noah's eyes roll back in his head and he slumps onto the ground with a thump.
"No!!" I scream as I charge at Clarkson.
He quickly picks up Noah and holds in front of him and presses a wicked knife against his throat. Where he got it from ill never know.
I skid to a halt growling at this deranged man holding a knife to his own sons throat fully willing to press down.
"What do you want?" I force the words out through my rage, digging my nails into my palm I plant my feet in an attempt not to attack him.
"Simple dear." His voice is deep a gravelly but unlike last I heard him speak his voice now seem to hold a maniacal humor behind his every word. "Come with me willingly, and ill let Noah live. And as a bonus ill let this pathetic pack who is helping you live too."
I grit my teeth so hard my jaw pops. I it want for Noah helpless and unconscious in front of him I would have ripped this demented mans heart out.
But Noah is there and I can't do that.
"Ok"